The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1887-08-27
N MBER 10;
Or
ANOTHER MANS CRIMB.
-. by
TIE Author Of The Rokswood Tragedy
The Fenton Girls, al thorpe ETC.
CHAPTER Y.

The hour was as vet too early for the
commencement Of the regular business
traffic, therefore but few people We're upon
the streets. But he had been so long con-
fined within the narrow limits of the prison
walls that the yastness of the outer world
seemed TO Cypress him. For an hour No.
10" wandered aimlessly up and down the
different thoroughfares, bewildered and
wondering. Then the idea came to his
mind that such a course was nothing short
of folly, and he stopped short in his
a1mless walk, and, seating himself on the
curbstone, mapped out silently his future
course of action.
lie was perplexed and worried He had
no ciew to the real name Of the man who
had wrouged him so grIeyously. That the
crime for which the assassin had received
sentence was murder was all the knowledge
he had of lin
How to begin the pursuit Of his enemy
was the question now uppermCst III his
mind. To sit hour after hour upon the
curbstone was simply losing time, besides
It would attract attention, and this the ex-
convict did not desire. Across the way
from where he sat the sign Cheap Lodg-
ms" met his eye.
lie had money; he would take a room
and then think out plan at his leisure
It vas not long ere he found himself
domiclled In poorly furnished apartment
in the lodging house
IF ! had but the faintest clew to his past
life | might be able to trace him to his b i'd
ing place, nused the eX-convict, bitterly
But with eleven years of liberty, and no
knowledge of him at all. l am not likely to
come across him soon. But stop.
lie remembered the packet the Warden
had put into his hands. Perhaps the con-
Sc .
desired clew
lie took the thin, fat parcel from his in
nef pocket and broke the seal that held it
together
Two papers. yellow WITH age, was all be
found
The ex-couvict opened them with feel
ing of acute disappointment. He had
hoped for something, he knew not what
~ othing but two old letters, he muttered,
bitterly. Why did l expect or hope for
anything that would help me to right my
wrongs When injustice AID wickedness
20 hand IN hand It Is use ess for one to ex-
lect reparaton Of a wrong suffered in this
world
For the want Of something to do he be-
gan careless perusal of the dRspised let
tcIs. But as he read his indi ference van
lsHed. The brittle sheets shook like leaves
Ustled by the summer wind. His brows
met IN an anxious frowu. He read the let
tiers over carefully for the second time.
and stlll more carefully the third time.
Then he sat, still as a craven image. lost in
silent thought
Then he ca led for pens. ink, and paper.
have it. cried he. shifting the table
with his open palm, his eyes fixed upon
the tell tale letters. Here is the clew to
ms secret. here lies the beginning Of the
chain that shall again wind about him.
Once more the prison doors shall close
upon the murderer of John Dawes, and
this time they will shut him in forever"
lie wrote rapidly few lines on sheet
of note-paper, and hastily addressed the
same.
he address was that of a celebrated
Hfe-Insurance company IN a Western city.
Il Will hunt hun down and drag him
from his lair alone and unaided, muttered
the eI- convict. hoarsely. Blu, he y wary
and to guard against the possibility of his
further esq ape from Justice this letter of
mime TO the insurance compa viii serve
as "A preventive. Should be- circumvent
me- this note Of warning viii start the com
pauy upon his track. Not only that. but
At may be the means of saving my life as
well.
He had no idea then Of the Importance
Of the letter be had Just written. But the
time was coming when he would know.